Adventure in Abruzzo’s Misty Mountains

In spring of 2012, I was coping with some serious senioritis – trying to balance school-related stress, anxiety about the future, and a desire to fully enjoy (what I thought were) my last months in Rome. To escape the chaos of city life, I took refuge in Abruzzo, a land of icy winds and rocky mountains, far removed from the buttery sunlight of Rome. Continue reading Adventure in Abruzzo’s Misty Mountains

When carnival comes late: The anti-clerical celebrations of Poggio Mirteto

Every year, the Sunday after carnival, Poggio Mirteto, a small town just over 60 kilometers from Rome, celebrates what is known as Carnevalone Liberato, roughly translated as the Free Carnival. This year, the nasty weather held us off from departing for the festivities in the early afternoon as usual. With the threat of rain, we arrived as dusk was settling over the town and costumed revelers already stumbling and singing with gusto. Continue reading When carnival comes late: The anti-clerical celebrations of Poggio Mirteto